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Sex Stories I'm the worst friend

I'm the worst friend a girl could ever imagine. My fetish is fucking my girlfriends ' Boyfriends, their brothers and fathers, and I can't help myself. And as lucky as I am to look sexy and attractive, I use it. Not so long ago, one of my best friends invited me just to sit with her and her boyfriend in a cafe.

It would seem-what is it? Just acquaintance, to eat a pie and to drink tea. But no, I couldn't restrain themselves and the whole evening looked at him, seeing how he's embarrassed. I am good to Nastya, with this my friend we have known for many years and far more than once rescued each other, but here... I couldn't control myself. Almost immediately, coming home, I added her boyfriend Maxim to friends, writing that he was funny and that we had fun together.

He joked, answering very evasively, eventually wrote that he loves Nastya. I, truth, was is happy, that girlfriend has found such a good guy, honest and pretty, but... She suggested that he meet without her. We corresponded a few days before he agreed to finally meet under the pretext that he wants to discuss their relationship with Nastya, and I said that I was waiting for delivery home, because I call him to visit, and...

We slept together. Not even. We fucked up. Good fuck, that's the best word you can use here. I met him in a short robe, without a bra, immediately hinting that he is ready to suck (Yes, believe me, the eyes can say a lot)... And we've been fucking all night. And when Nastya called him, asking where he was and what he was doing, he had a fun chat with her while I caressed his cock. No, he wasn't particularly big or handsome, but I took great pleasure in licking him while he was talking to my girlfriend. And this is not the first time.

From the side look - they are all good, but if you knew what we did with him right in the wall bed when she went to the store... I'm a terrible friend.

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